Life Dungeon Game

She spoke with some confusion.

"It's a mining ship,"

A man with bandages wrapped around his chest emerged with the sea breeze and walked up to the girl. It was FBI Director Gast, who looked at her and chuckled softly.

“Ilo contacted Captain Kevin and sent these mining ships to pick up our ‘reinforcements’,”

He turned around, looked at a man in an FBI uniform walking towards him from the other side, and explained slowly,

"He initially arranged for me to leave the city, contact your Twilight Society members in the wilderness, and then intercept an FBI investigation team en route. With the team's support, he programmed the team's fighter jets to automatically enter the city, and then we were sent to the wilderness to guide the reinforcements."

At this moment, in Vili's field of vision, a mining ship was docking, and one after another, fully armed 'soldiers' wearing exoskeleton armor of a model that Vili had never seen before were jumping off the mining ship.

She looked at Gast with some confusion. "Reinforcements? They are...?"

"Reinforcements from Rock City,"

Gast answered quickly, then shook his head, "Rock City is in the heart of the Federation, and I don't know where Ilo got in touch with them, and they even said..."

"I'm convinced they're willing to send troops."

"Was that refined gentleman just now Mayor Wright of Rock City?"

Veri suddenly realized something, then looked back at the black mechs moving in and out of the Dragon Rider fighters in the sky as if they were in an empty place. "Is that mech pilot Ivo, the legendary mech pilot from Rock City?"

"Do you know them?"

Now it was Gast's turn to be puzzled.

"I've only seen their news."

The girl shook her head, raised her head, and looked at the boundless sea.

I saw it while searching for news related to 'K'.

"Isn't the stormy sea a dead end?"

At this moment, Lena, who was standing to the side, asked with some confusion.

This is also why there are no high walls on this side of the storm sea.

"Yes, the deeper you go into the Storm Sea, the more dead ends you become."

Gast looked at the rows of ships.

"However, there is still a safe route on the dangerous sea. Countless crew members have sacrificed their lives in the decades of 'mining'. In fact, they have figured out a relatively safe 'route' in the near sea. However, in the eyes of United Industries, the biggest role of this safe route is to allow people to mine in the deeper parts of the stormy sea."

"Brothers, to survive and live like we do in Rock City, let's charge!!!"

Just then, some men who looked like crew members jumped off the mining ship and, led by a blond man, charged after the armored soldiers, carrying simple Gauss rifles.

"That's Captain Kevin."

Gast quickly explained, his tone tinged with a sigh and longing, "He's quite close to those guys in Rock City. We talked a lot about Rock City along the way; it really is a city to aspire to."

"Ok!"

The girl looked up at the sea that reflected the 'sparkling stars'.

She reached out and touched the mask hidden inside the clothes on her chest.

The stormy sea winds blew onto the land, through war, through gunfire, and through the strands of hair of pedestrians in the snow.

The gentle breeze swept over the fallen cigars, scattering the dust and snow from their tips. Sparks of light gathered and emerged from the depths of the dark, extinguished cigarette butts.

-

In the golden city, an old man in a plain robe lowered his head and looked at the young man before him.

The final two chapters will be the wrap-up; updates will be released tomorrow noon or afternoon!

Chapter 840 God of War Version K's Divine Descent (Two-in-One Super Chapter Seeking Moon)

"Mining ships on a stormy sea."

Endil looked at the boy before him, a hint of surprise in his voice. "So those miners can do something like this? What did you use to convince these sailors, most of whom never even went to school and spent their entire lives mining at sea? Ideals? The future? Or your belief in changing the world?"

“Mr. Mayor, we do not understand the lofty ideals you speak of,”

The shadowy figure standing behind the boy took over the conversation this time, his voice calm yet hoarse, "We just want to live. Whoever can show us a way to survive, we'll follow that path."

"Nissen, I remember you."

A cool breeze ruffled Endil's plain robe as he looked at the shadowy figure. "I remember you were just a wise little captain at first, and then Skorn encouraged you to learn and improve yourself."

"Please remember,"

Nissen said calmly, "I took Mr. Scorn's advice, learned a lot, and summarized a lot on my own."

"This is a good thing,"

Endil sighed softly, then asked, "You don't seem to like life in the Eternal Kingdom? There shouldn't be any hunger there?"

"There is no hunger there, but there is endless work,"

Nissen paused, then slowly said, “We can’t rest, we can’t see the future, and we can’t even choose to die. If you go there, your soul will be imprisoned in a closed space, working endlessly. You won’t like it there either. The Eternal Kingdom needs machines and slaves, not people.”

He looked at Endil and said, “There is no hunger or hope there, at least not for us, sir.”

Endil opened his mouth slightly, and finally spoke slowly, "But there, you will not have to suffer from hunger, nor will you have to wander the streets."

"Perhaps some people would like this kind of 'afterlife',"

Nissen replied, “But there are many more people like me who want to live and also want to eat.”

“That’s a good wish. Scorn once wanted to achieve that goal,”

Endil looked up at the empty, golden city around him, "But he ultimately failed."

“Initially, Scorn and I planned,”

The old man raised his hand and pointed to a section of the city at the end of the street.

“We will designate an area to establish an industrial zone. This industrial zone can solve the problem of industrial product scarcity in Winter and also provide employment for some non-mining workers. Initially, the mining industry will support the industry and be responsible for the early research and development investment and infrastructure of the industry.”

"When industry develops and can produce cheap and durable mining parts, industry can then support mining, leading to economic growth and social development throughout the city, and everyone can have a normal job and income."

Endil lowered his head, looking at Nissen in front of him. "Do you know why we failed?"

Faced with his question, Nissen opened his mouth but said nothing more.

The Skorn era was indeed the best time for the people of Winter, but he was unaware of the deeper reasons for Skorn's failure.

"The reason is actually quite simple,"

Endil sighed softly.

"in our regulations"

As part of the plan, to ensure the absolute control of the people of Winter City over United Industries and to prevent the encroachment of Rockwell Energy Group, United Industries will not be publicly listed.

"And what is the annual gross profit margin of United Industries during the implementation of this plan?"

He held up two fingers, "Two percent."

"This is the financial data that Schorn managed to squeeze out through various means. In reality, the dividends that can be distributed to major shareholders are less than one percent."

"And during Vincent's years in power, what was the highest single profit that United Industries generated for its shareholders through stock acquisitions, financial operations, and stock market maneuvers?"

He paused slightly, but his finger remained unchanged. "Two hundred percent."

"Humans are inherently driven by self-interest, so Skorn's eventual downfall was inevitable."

"You overthrew the United Industries and established a United Mining, United Grain, and United Finance. The end result will be the same, only repeating the path that Schorn and I once walked."

He lowered his hands, put them behind his back, looked up at the city's reflection in the sky, and sighed softly, "This is why I want to establish the Eternal Divine Kingdom. At least, I can prevent those who should starve to death from hunger. This is the rule of this world, and it has always been so."

Nissen opened his mouth, feeling that Endil's words made a lot of sense, but something still felt off.

"Just because it has always been this way, does that mean it's right?"

At this moment, the boy who had been silent all along slowly spoke up. He looked calmly at the old man in front of him and said, "If the rules of this world are to make most people hungry, poor, and cold, then are these rules correct?"

He looked up at the old man's snow-white hair. "The United Industries you're talking about is the United Industries of the people of Winter City, but is it really the United Industries of the people of Winter City? Would a United Industries belonging to the people of Winter City let its owners starve to death? Were those who starved to death supposed to die anyway?"

"The United Industries are a united industry that belongs only to a small number of people."

"The divine kingdom you have built is essentially nothing more than a replica of this wretched world."

"What you mean by 'not starving to death' is actually forcing them to work so that they can earn food for you in the real world to feed the eternal kingdom and sustain its existence."

"They are essentially still 'earning' food for themselves, but they have omitted the process of eating, so that the time that would have been spent eating can be used for endless work, and what they get is even less than when they were alive."

"You have essentially turned those who could resist into slaves and machines forever subject to the Kingdom of God, into spirits whose life and death you can decide with a single word."

"Is this your ideal world? Is this your salvation?"

"This is your eternal divine kingdom?"

The cool wind blew across the boy's youthful and thin face. "In the second grade social studies textbook, we are taught that if we encounter injustice, we must boldly point it out and do our best to help and change things within our capabilities."

Looking at the boy's innocent face, the old man opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

"Aren't you capable of changing it?"

The boy looked at him calmly, "You've been mayor for decades, you even..."

You can build an eternal divine kingdom that doesn't exist in this world. For your own purposes, you can ruthlessly kill your best friend and extend your influence throughout the entire city.

"You keep saying you want to build a divine kingdom on earth where people won't go hungry, but you've only built a monster that's even more extreme than United Industries."

"The rich can get everything they want in your divine kingdom, while those who produce all of this and obtain the materials to sustain the eternal divine kingdom can only barely get the time to prolong their lives."

“I think Scorn definitely didn’t agree with your plan, otherwise you wouldn’t have killed him.”

"You are the co-founder and representative of United Industries. Your rights, honors, and status all come from the 'always been' rules of this world. You can't bring yourself to shatter these things that have always supported you."

"But you also feel that reality is far removed from your ideals,"

The boy slowly gripped the knight's sword behind him.

"You want to change the world, but you don't have the courage to shatter it."

"So you stayed in your comfort zone, using the power of the gods to realize a twisted dream."

"But even in this twisted dreamland, you didn't have the courage to break these rules. Instead, you strengthened them, making the souls imprisoned within work for you at an even more 'extreme' level."